Pandemic Flow - Black Soprano Family ft. Rick Hyde, Cory Gunz, Conway the Machine

Grrt

Look

Look at the flick of the wrist (Whip)

I bet you a hundred, one flick of the figure and niggas is gettin' you clipped (Bam)

You look like a navy, you niggas is lazy

I'm goin' so crazy, I did a one-eighty, my life is amazin'

Aside from the bullshit, I never been greater

All about green like I'm Kimbe and Tatum

I run the point like LeBron at the Staples (Check)

Whenever you need me, I'm willin' and able

If it so happens that I ain't on dodge

I run the pack up just to [0:26 ?] (Countin' money)

Shoutout to Drizzy, I hope that they free him

'Cause he was just fillin' his bag up with pesos (Free Drizzy)

Young nigga wipin' his nose if I say so (Brr)

I just keep pilin' my pockets with queso (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)

Just saw my homie get clipped to the Draco

He better shoot it 'cause I could've used it

I went from five dollars and clip for the music

Been waitin' on fifty, like I'm in the unit (Up)

The price for the grams is like six of them twenties

Five every hour, an easy six-hundred

My cup runneth over with nothin' but blue faces

Bitch, all them screw faces leave to assumption (Bam)

My youngin be clearin' the scene when he dumpin'

Wearin' the forty like Harrison Barnes (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)

Twenty-one shots like it just became legal

Call it the mask 'cause it send you to God

It's crazy 'cause all of these rap niggas fraud

Subliminal shots on your video blog

That ain't your reality, if you was to battle me, it's a fatality, finish 'em off (Finish him)

Virgil just sent me a package from France

Givenchy and Dior, I'm throwin' it on

D'USSE with the ace, like I'm rollin' with Sean (Uh)

I seen like a hundred since Ricky and Fonz (Money)

VVs on my neck, Rolex on my arm

Smoke out that fifty in Florida palms (Ha)

Alchemist made me this beat with a bomb (Boom)

Choppers everywhere, I live in Sudan (Brr)

All this money, ain't no keepin' me calm

Turkey sandwiches with bri' and poupon

2020, I can do what I want

Yeah, give me, finna give me it all, uh

Hahaha, look

Yeah, it's Ricky

I've been runnin' this shit so long, I'ma be honest, it's not even fair

Niggas is pussy, that side over there, so why would I care if somebody got aired? (Ha)

They switch on my pitch, I'm rich as a bitch

Knots in my pocket and knots on my hip (Uh-huh)

I got your bitch, she all on my dick

I told that ho to get out of my hair (Haha)

I'm from a city, a lot of despair

And mama love, ain't have a dollar to spare

You gotta be careful, gotta keep one in the head

And don't throw a shot at the air

You can not be fearful, I had the Glock on my hip

In the spot sellin' product in there, and my eyes be tearful

Soon as I found out the news, my lil' nigga got shot in the head, ah (That's my dawg)

Might do they interviews (Uh-huh), but I ignore the questions (I do)

Never ignore the blessings (For real), you can't ignore the lessons (Not at all)

I fucked the first night then I ignored the texts (Hahaha)

You gotta see the signs, bitch, you can't ignore the message (Talk to 'em)

I made some more investments (Uh-huh)

Before I sign them deals that come across my office desk

You know us, trust come first, on some Che Noir and Spesh shit (What up, family?)

You know they can't breathe when I'm in the buildin', that boy asbestos (Uh-huh)

You know that boy the freshest (Woo)

Know how I pop out, Bugatti skeleton, I pull the watch out (Ah)

Play the field like I'm Steph Diggs on a hot route (Ah)

I'm eatin' baklava with this bitch I flew in from Moscow (Hahaha)

You niggas can have the game back, just not now (I got it from here)

Machine, bitch

I'm out of my llama, I'm out of my mind

Out of my debt and no matter the climb

Stack of the ladder, I'm wavin' the wand

Abra Cadabra, you rather the chatter

I gather and spin through your block with a Saturn, it's sadder and sadder

They call me lover then I grew to fightin'

I went up to shoot him, not much of a stabber

Not much of a looter, you just a grabber

The Ruger's the giver, you just a haver

When my niggas rig up, your niggas rag up

I dig up a hill just for niggas to drag up

You gonna need all of your niggas

You formin' a war with your niggas? Well, then, I'ma tag up

You want the smoke, niggas the backup

I'm the dope, niggas don't back up

Wine teen, rusty toast, hind beam, new East Coast

Fryin' green, smooth criminal, try lean, dyin' breed

Cousins stove and I'ma try and breathe

Up the smoke and I'ma try and leave

Nigga better off tryin' Biden before they ever talk tryin' me

That effort get the letter A, you know, the ones followed by an E

I rap nice, but I can't spell, 'cause I put the K before I-N-D

Wanna get boss, nigga line me, when the chip tossed, nigga, mind me

We'll get Kriss Kross'd in the mix, wanna get lost, nigga, find me